The rest he knew in a way; but I opened all my heart to him, he drawing all from me most gently, till at last I came to my dream of Matelgar, and my wish that for me he might rest in peace.
"It is not all forgiveness, Heregar, my son," he said presently.

"There is love for Alsywthe, and pride in yourself, and thought of Matelgar's failure, which have at least brought you to a beginning of it.

But true forgiveness comes slowly, and many a long day shall it be before that has truly come." And I knew that maybe he was right, and asked his help; whereupon that was freely given, and in such sort that all my life long I must mind the words he said, and love him in the memory.
When all that was said he would have me hear mass with him, as though I needed urging.

And there, too, were Wulfhere and Wislac; and that mass in the great abbey was the most wonderful I ever heard.
After that we three went out into the town, and Wislac and I marvelled at everything.

Then we went to the nunnery gates and asked how our charges fared, and then saw to our steeds.